memento mori

memento mori
Originally uploaded by girafe en feu.

i get confused
i remember everything
i remember too much
and some of it's made up
some of it can't be quantified
and there's secrets
but i understand
you gave up everything you had to find me
and you found me broken
it's hard for you

I saw my best friend flinch every time someone spoke her name, so I no longer speak it. We both know it's there, some dead echo of the past that whistles through on dark nights, but we no longer speak of it, and when we do, it's in vague roundabout terms, and we will never speak her name.

The nights have been dark for a terribly long time now, but the days have become so bright of late that sometimes I don't notice.